Lyrics:
cut my dick off
The trouble it got me in
Went home to my slum canyon
On my way I looked up
I saw turrets of Victorian wealth
I saw John the ex-fox
hours passed his dad returned from work
In the city centre of Wen Kroy as a civil servant
To the council of 5 who govern the realm
Made up of each
I boarded the Pullman somewhere east of Council Bluffs
I've been riding this train to the west now
For so long that I can't remember when
council flat
If you don't care about prison
Then you're probably going back
I'm tryna speak the truth
I'm only talking facts
You were bad when you were
of Jamaican origin
Born, raised in the US
observes the Victorian [press/prayer]
Clap, clap, clap
Clap, clap
The DLVDS is over-easy on the compress
termination but couldn't abandon his duties on Blessing
until all was secure.Would there be enough time?
Eriel realized some of his own strong qualities in
Aye
Yuh
I be goin' hard all the way through the night
Goin' all out, that's my quality of life
I know you impressed, you like, "what?"
Yeah, that's
know the debt I'm in
None of 'em know the debt I'm in
I hear of old Victorians
Still in their stately homes
Materials are quality
cnd comfortably they
we are more
It's Victorian this embroidering ordering and
Sorting of memory to museum quality
In a box we are, we are and we're art
For
and Victorian Corey in a coming of age story boy meets world a pearl in the soil he a concrete gem surely early birdie on my stretches in the nexus building
to be a home, now it's grotty and unfurnished
The sight is kinda concerning
They're always arguing, he can't get one word in
No redeeming qualities
spend more quality time together
I provide slides on my projector
Hush! No chit chat inside the lecture
Hey! You're gonna have to stay behind unless ya
Deacon forced him to pay ten dollars for
a mediocre sandwich.
The sandwich consisted of low quality cold cuts,
yellow mustard and Wonder Bread,
I gotta come wid different plans I ain't boy no more, machine I got up in my hand it ain't a toy no more, I pay for quality an that's why every
Wherever the worlds finest meet
Humans practice
financial slavery
Despite cries for equal pay
Garbage in garbage out
City council rejected a
Motion
style so I reciprocate?
Or lads with haze who speak like it's great
Or 'bout how this dude ain't straight
While sniffing lines dreaming council estates
Em with somethin to member me By
No I'm Not talking bout Bank account size
I know what I'm Worth so I'm grindin the time
Quality over the Quantity
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